There are three floors in the hotel.

Judging from the appearance, it is obviously a bit old. The air conditioners hanging on the exterior wall are already rusty, and they look seriously doubtful whether they can still be used.

At this time, the door was still open, and Wang Jue walked in. In his memory, he had inherited the hotel.

Recalling the memory.

After his uncle passed away, the lawyer found him, handed him the key, and said that it was the inherited house.

According to memory, he seemed to have lived in for more than a month, but it seemed to have lived in for a long time.

In short, he is not only familiar with this place, but is also very familiar with it.

But here, he was very unfamiliar with his uncle's room, and he had not even entered his room.

Because the lawyer said that in this hotel, there was only his uncle's room without a key, and he did not have a lawyer, he never opened the room...

The amount of information I remember is quite large, and Wang Jue recalled a lot of time at the door.

One thing he was very strange was that he hadn't opened his uncle's room for more than a month because he didn't have a key. The guy who inherited this hotel was so weird.

Wang Jue complained in his heart and entered the hotel.

Following the memory, he entered the hotel.

Suddenly he was stunned. The message mentioned a bunch of keys that could open the tenants' doors.

But where are these keys placed?

After entering the house, Wang Jue suddenly found a man in a suit and glasses lying in the front desk looking for something.

He lowered his head and searched for the front desk documents, looking very anxious.

"Isn't this the lawyer who gave me documents and asked me to inherit this hotel?" Wang Jue recalled for a moment and walked over.

"Sorry, what are you looking for?"

"Uh...you're back." The lawyer suddenly looked up, his expression looked very nervous.

"This is my place, what are you looking for?"

"Don't get me wrong. I either want to steal something or when I brought you here last time, I seemed to have forgotten something here."

"What?"

"Just some documents."

"Is that true?"

"Luckily I found it." The lawyer picked up a piece of white paper. Yes, Wang Jue could clearly see that what he was holding was just a piece of white paper.

However, the blank paper was stuffed into the briefcase as fast as possible, and then he smiled at Wang Jue as if nothing had happened.

"Lawyer Lee." In my memory, this person's name is Ang Lee.

"What's wrong?"

"Have you seen my key?" Wang Jue felt that since Ang Lee had been rummaging through things here for so long, he should know where the key was.

Ang Lee turned his back to Wang Jue. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and took out the key from his briefcase: "Look at me, I forgot to give you the key."

Putting the key on the counter, Ang Lee walked directly toward the door.

Looking at the key, Wang Jue secretly took out the golden axe.

He inherited the place and had already given the key to him, but Ang Lee took out the key from his bag.

There is absolutely something wrong with this lawyer Ang Lee.

He was about to cut the mess quickly. It was dark night now, even if he tied him up, it would be fine. Maybe he could force some things out of him.

But just ran outside, Ang Lee disappeared.

Because he was not bleeding, Wang Jue could not sense his mental power, and he didn't know which direction he was heading.

"It actually ran so fast!" Wang Jue felt a little incredible.

Suddenly, his heart moved and an incredible thought came to his mind.

This lawyer runs so fast, and it is unlikely that a person can have such speed. He acts so weirdly. Could it be something else?

Back in the house again, closed the glass door.

Looking at the night outside the glass door, Wang Jue noticed that his reflection reflected on the glass door was looking at him.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed outside, and his reflection suddenly disappeared.

The lights are bright again and the reflections appear again.

This scene made Wang Jue a little strange.

Staring at himself in the mirror for a while, he pinched his eyes, finally shook his head and turned around.

Although the reflection of the mirror looks a bit strange, it may also be due to lightning.

What he didn't notice was that the lightning flashed again, but this time, the reflection in the glass did not disappear...

“Huhhhh…”

At this time, a cold wind suddenly blew outside, blowing up the melon crust and paper scraps on the road.

"It's a heavy rain."

Wang Jue walked in the hotel corridor with the key in one hand and an ax in the other.

This scene is a bit like standing in the haunted hotel corridor in the dark, the murderous hotel owner is thinking about who the next victim is.

Rumble...

The lightning flashed, pulling Wang Jue's reflection for a long time.

This looks more similar.

But fortunately, no matter how much you joke, don’t joke about Brother Jue.

Wang Jue is a really good person.

There is no elevator installed here, so he can only walk on the passage of the stairs.

According to memory, his uncle lived in the attic on the third floor, but because he had no keys, he had never seen it.

This time the mission is to find the secret of my uncle's death.

The task is not difficult to understand, so the first step is to go to the place where my uncle used to live.

The lights in the corridor are dim and use the sound-controlled switch. Whenever a sound is made, the lights will light up.

At this time, a girl with long hair and a white dress slowly walked down the stairs.

Surprisingly, she was dragging a large suitcase in her hand.

"Mr. Landlord, it's so late, I haven't slept yet."

The girl said hello first. She looked about 20 years old, wearing a simple white gauze dress, with only some light foundation on her face.

He is a very pure girl.

"It's going to rain heavily soon. I'll check the circuits and doors and windows. Where are you going to drag a suitcase so late?"

Wang Jue adapted to his identity as a landlord and naturally talked to the girl.

Through the information, the girl in front of her was Qin Yaru, who was her uncle's tenant a long time ago.

After inheriting this place, I knew very little about her.

I only know that she doesn’t seem to have a job because the time to go out is not fixed. Sometimes she goes out during the day and sometimes it’s night.

But one thing is the same. Whether she goes out or comes back, she always drags a suitcase in her hand.

It feels weird, but I can't tell where it is weird.

"I have something to bring to my friends." The girl pointed to the suitcase and smiled.

"Is that right? You, a girl, can carry it, I'll help you."

"No, I'll just drag it."
Chapter completed!